Entering a gentle slumber

Entering a gentle slumber

 

Before you enter your gentle slumber 

Don't let your mind forever wonder. 

The sounds are loud 

The smog is thick 

The sound stinks

 

I need a slumber 

To silence the loud 

And make the smog thin and meek

The sound becomes music

 

When I wake I need to see, 

See clearly me. 

 

When I wake I clean my eyes

The sand of yesterday and it's past

The sand is my hour glass 

My hour glass is my trap, 

My trap is my clarity 

 

A deep slumber is needed

 To unleash my dreams and let them unfold

What dreams may come

I am ready

I am, I am